The Story of how I was once Nearly Homeless
I may have mentioned this, but I did not have a good childhood. My father barely worked – partly through no fault of his own, but mostly through fault of his own. My mother had basically minimum wage jobs. We had federal assistance, and help from our church, so we never truly starved, but some days and weeks it was a close thing. We never truly had what we needed, and having something like, say, a bicycle or other toy was a luxury. Basically, I grew up in poverty. Now,… Read More »The Story of how I was once Nearly Homeless